[Harbor Tower, First Floor]
Racks of weapons line the walls, from distance weapons to boarding pikes, axes to harki knives. Though the village is not martial in nature, the guards handle training the town's youngsters in basic self-defense and ship-to-ship combat tactics before any are expected to take up formal posts aboard ships. The practice salle, with its weapons for sale, fills that need admirably. You also see a curving stone ramp.
Obvious exits: out.

[Harbor Tower, Second Floor]
Stew bubbles in an iron pot atop the stove, permeating the air with the fragrant aromas of wild game and sweet onions. Guardsmen can help themselves to a meal at any time, eating at the horseshoe-shaped table that encircles a spiral staircase leading up to the third floor. Arrow slots run along the perimeter of the room, interspersed with wooden beds, most neatly made, a few sagging beneath the weight of an off-duty guard. You also see a curving stone ramp.
Obvious exits: none.